Rebirth in 80, starting with hunting in the Greater Khingan Mountains

Jiang He stared at the kang with wide eyes.

"Oh, oh, my god!"

The first two sentences are exclamations, and the last sentence, "Oh my god," is a down-to-earth statement.

Miao Xiaoyu was quilting a cotton-padded jacket on the kang. Judging from the size, it was for Jiang He.

On the edge of the kang next to the fire wall, there was a girl sitting there helping to thread a needle.

The girl is at most eighteen.

Why 18? Because if you are under 18, it is inconvenient to do anything and people won’t let you.

The girl is petite and pretty, especially her little face, which is delicate, smooth and pure, and she is the same type as Zhang Qiaoyan.

However, Zhang Qiaoyan’s purity cannot suppress her coquettishness.

But this girl is really pure. Her hands are very rough, and you can tell that she often does heavy work.

But she still looks so smooth, which shows how beautiful she is naturally.

No wonder Old Mrs. Chen wouldn’t let me into the house.

It turns out that someone is not trying to steal my brother Dajiang's woman, but is clearly afraid that Brother Dajiang will be seduced away by someone else.

Jiang He thought to himself, Old Mrs. Chen, this is where you’re wrong. You need to have more confidence in Brother Dajiang.

When Miao Xiaoyu saw Jiang He coming, she screamed and quickly got off the kang to put on her shoes.

The delicate, sweet and pure little girl glanced at Jiang He secretly. Her little face turned red all of a sudden. She lowered her head, almost burying it in her cotton-padded jacket.

Tsk tsk tsk, even the big cotton-padded jacket in winter can’t hold back the girl’s bulging belly.

Miao Xiaoyu quickly introduced her. The girl's name was Miao Xiaorui and she came from Lingbei Village.

Although they both have the surname Miao and are both called Miao Xiaosha, she and Miao Xiaoyu are not relatives. They just come from the same village and have the same surname.

But precisely because of this, and the fact that their age difference is not that big, the two have had a very good relationship since childhood.

Miao Xiaoyu sighed, "It's a pity for Xiaorui. When she was in junior high school, her grades were the best in the county, but her father was a gambler. He was hacked to death last year and still owes several thousand yuan.

Her mother got a strange illness from worrying about it, and she collapses at any moment. Her brother just got into a technical secondary school last year..."

Miao Xiaoyu's words almost made Jiang He choke to death on his own saliva.

I have heard this story too many times in my previous life: the gambling father, the sick mother, the school-age brother, and the broken girl. I feel pity for her and have to add another eighty minutes to let her experience the warmth of home.

However, Miao Xiaorui's story should be true.

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Miao Xiaoyu's face, and she whispered, "They introduced her to a guy and offered him a 200 yuan gift. It's the technician my family insisted I marry!"

Ah, it turned out to be her. It seems that the old woman was not exaggerating too much. To say that she is prettier than Miao Xiaoyu is nonsense. She just has a different style.

Just thinking of that lazy minotaur technician, Jiang He's heart trembled and he immediately felt pity for him.

Miao Xiaoyu jumped out of this fire pit, is Miao Xiaorui going to jump in again?

How can I stop it myself? On what basis do I stop it?

Will they believe me if I tell them? Besides, he's a technician at the Forestry Bureau, with a high salary and some extra benefits. For a country girl, no matter how pretty you are, you're still marrying up.

If you try to stop them, not only will they not be grateful, but they might even think you are jealous and want to ruin their relationship.

However, it would be pleasing to look at the pretty girl a few more times.

Xiaoqing and Xiaomei came into the room and when they saw Miao Xiaorui, they exclaimed and called her "beautiful sister".

Jiang He went to the outer room, and Old Mrs. Chen quickly used a spoon to get some soybean oil to lubricate the pot.

It would be strange if the toad stewed like this could be delicious, as it can't suppress the earthy smell at all.

Jiang He drove Old Mrs. Chen away and took over the job himself, pouring oil into the pot with the oil bottle.

Old Mrs. Chen was so anxious that she jumped up and down, crying out, "Who uses oil like this? Isn't this a waste of money?"

That was not all. Jiang He also picked a piece of fat wild boar meat and fried it to make some meat oil, which made Old Mrs. Chen even more anxious.

Soybean oil and animal oil are both oils. These days, two pounds of oil is enough for a year, and Jiang He uses up three ounces of it in one go. How can we survive?

Jiang He pushed Old Chen away and said, "Go away! I'll bring you two barrels of oil later so you can blow from them!"

Jiang He said as he quickly put in the green onions, ginger, dried chilies and star anise.

"Oh, oh, with all this in, is it still going to work?" Old Mrs. Chen's heart was pounding.

Jiang He ignored her and poured half a bowl of soybean paste into the pot and stir-fried it. The aroma of soybean paste immediately filled the air.

I have to say that the soybean paste prepared by Mrs. Chen is really unique, with a golden color and a strong aroma.

It is said that the soybean paste made in the countryside is delicious, but it also depends on who makes the paste. The one who is diligent will make the foam frequently and protect it from rainwater. Only the paste made by diligent people will be mellow and fragrant.

If the woman is lazy, not only will the soybean paste she makes have a strong smell of stinky feet, but if rainwater or flies get into it, maggots will grow inside, and maggot marks will crawl out of the soybean paste.

But everyone has their own preferences.

There are actually people who like to eat this kind of miso with maggot sprouts and the smell of stinky feet. The smellier it is, the better they like it. Moreover, there are maggots in it, and it is crispy and bursts with juice when you bite it.

After the sauce is fried until fragrant, add a little water and a bright red sauce soup will be formed. At this time, put the round and slippery female toad with its chicks into the soup, and then chop a few potatoes into it.

The word "adze" is used well. Hold a whole potato in your hand, chop the kitchen knife deep into the potato, and then break it with the knife. With a crisp sound, the potato the size of mahjong pieces falls into the pot in half cut and half broken.

It is said that potatoes peeled in this way are more delicious than those cut directly, and have less of the smell of knife rust.

Throw in a handful of vermicelli, which is potato flour from Daxinganling.

Vermicelli is a strange thing. People in the south think that sweet potato vermicelli is delicious and can be cooked easily, but in the Northeast, people only recognize potato vermicelli and believe that only potato vermicelli can be stewed.

Afterwards, everyone happily ate the tapioca flour and praised it highly.

Put everything you need in, cover the pot, and simmer on low heat for 20 minutes.

As for those skinny and small male frogs, only children don't mind them and cook them in the stove to eat. Usually at this time, they are chopped up and fed to the ducks.

Let’s talk about eating toads. They are not eaten much in Daxinganling, but some people still eat them. They usually eat them in spring when the rain just starts, the toads have just come out of their nests, and the insects have not yet come out.

At this time, the toads have hibernated for a whole winter, and there is nothing in their stomachs except seeds and oil, so they eat everything.

In summer and autumn, toads are fat, but dirty, with a belly full of worms. Moreover, they eat like crazy, and their bellies become translucent. You can vaguely see the worms through the belly. Most people can't eat them.

In winter, who would be so kind as to eat frogs? The crime of chiseling ice to catch frogs in winter is unbearable for most people.

It's not worth it to catch a toad that wastes oil and tastes bad. Only a naughty boy like Jiang Hai would go to catch toads for fun, and then he would get beaten when he gets home.

At other times, if you fall into a river, ditch or pond, you may still be able to climb out and be rescued.

In the twelfth lunar month, the temperature is as low as minus 40 degrees Celsius during the day. If you fall into the water, you will freeze to death immediately. If you fall into the bottom of the ice hole and are washed away, even if you have thousands of troops, you still cannot be rescued. The mortality rate is 100%.

There is no way, the winter in Daxinganling is so overbearing.

The toad came out of the pot, shiny and oily, especially the vermicelli, which was covered with fine bubbles of oil. It smelled fragrant and looked delicious.

He poured the food into a small bowl and carried it into the house, calling out, "It's time to eat!"

"I, I'll go pick up the bowl!"

As Miao Xiaorui spoke, she lowered her head and walked out quickly. When she reached the door, she buried her head in Jiang He's arms.

Jiang He exclaimed, quickly holding up the small basin containing the toad, and with his other hand tightly hugged Miao Xiaoxin's waist.

The little girl screamed and subconsciously hugged Jiang He tightly.

Jiang He put two fingers into the cotton jacket and touched the slender waist through the sweater.

Tut tut...

Little girl, so soft and smooth!